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devieuls · 1 year

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Obsession

Keigo Takami x Fem Reader ¡ smut !

Warnings: masturbation, porn addiction, cam girl, overstimulation, masturbation in the workplace, teasing, a little bit of materialism, Hawks Dom, fake femme fatale eroticism.

Synopsis: Japan’s #3 hero has no time to date women or to fuck them for fun, so he throws himself into the world of cam girls, beautiful and erotic girls doing things for money, there he will meet you for the first time, becoming obsessed with you and you... with him

Length: 2K+

First part of.....???

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Hawks was certainly not new to cam sites, he often used them as an alternative to porn when he needed to masturbate and watch some pretty face while he was cumming.

He certainly didn't miss women, they fell at his feet like leaves from trees in autumn, but he didn't want to vent his cravings with a crazy fan or a horny milf of fresh meat. If he had a woman, he would have treated her like a Queen before taking her to bed, not just to vent a momentary craving, he wasn’t the kind of man who used women to throw them away like garbage.

This was one of the many reasons that led him to masturbate in his office when he had to relax, hidden from prying eyes and unwanted attention, while watching pretty girls touch themselves and showing off for money on the cams. He didn’t like porn very much, it was too fake for his taste and sometimes he could also sense the discomfort in the woman who had to follow a signed scene

Later that afternoon, he had a break from his busy schedule. Being a hero was as beautiful as it was stressful, especially if you are the n.3 and you are the young age of 22 years. So he gave himself a moment of leisure with his long neglected intimacy.

Sinking into the comfy chair he typed "cam girl" on his expensive laptop, finding an ocean of sites promoting 'insured fun', but it was one that caught his hawk-eyes " SinfulAngels ".

He didn’t know if it was for the name that contained "Angel " or for the "sin" " who followed him, but became so curious to choose him and enter the site.

From the beginning he could see a lot of live shows of pretty girls trying to attract the attention of the audience through skimpy dresses or sex toys. Things he used to see in these kinds of broadcasts. Yes, the girls were pretty, but no one particularly took his attention... Until a notification appeared in the corner of the screen, "Miss_Desire is now live". Intrigued he clicked the notification and it was there that he saw you. The live already with 3K of people connected, writing in comments and making donations on donations.

You wore red lingerie, ridiculously provocative and sensual, that wrapped your body leaving strategic points uncovered; a body harness made of scarlet leather and chains wrapped the top, connecting to a chocker with "Desire" written on it; The hair lightly collected in a high tiled tail, leaving some strands on your face; Light and provocative make-up, with a red lipstick that made your lips inviting.

Hawks was enchanted at your sight, feeling a familiar tingling between his legs, getting comfortable in the chair and watching you greet the audience. You were, in his eyes, a mix of erotic and angelic, the perfect girl for a site with such a name.

You lay on your stomach while reading some comments left by donors, modest figures but surely appreciated by you. You were starting to warm up with your fingers in your underwear.

< Easy with the chat guys, I can not read you all if you are so fast, slower, mh? > You giggled with a deep voice, you loved to see all those men who turned on the least thing you did. Keigo tried to donate, but the site forced him to create an account first, which he did promptly, both to interact with you and to get your attention. It was the first time he felt the need to be noticed by someone.

The donation system was almost easy to understand:

Roses: low-level donations, the price started from 10¥ to a maximum of 99¥ .

The stars: donations of intermediate level, price between 100¥ and 499¥ .

The fires: high-level donations, the prices were between 500¥ +.

You put yourself together when you got the notification of a donation of 500¥ , making many small fires appear on the screen. You smiled biting your lip reading the name of the donor, a certain "Your.master".

< O-Oh, we have a high player among us... Tell me, my sweet master, what can I do to thank you for the donation? > your voice was playful at first. You loved high-end donors, the ones who had no problem paying big bucks to see you do erotic things for their pleasure. You made fun of them, you knew it was part of your charm, and that made you feel powerful. You weren’t for sale to men, they were slaves to your erotic beauty.

Hawks smiled maliciously at seeing you so confident, imagining what it would be like to see you in real life, appropriating your boldness and your confidence. His wings trembled at the thought of touching your skin caught in some erotic lingerie, imagining it smooth and soft to the touch.

Your.master: “ Use a vibrator to play with your pretty pussy" he wrote frantically, leaving a warm sigh. He was already feeling tight, which made him slightly nervous.

In the structure there were still his employees and sidekicks. Who knows how inappropriate and dangerous it would be if they caught him masturbating in front of a screen for a camgirl. Yet another thrill shook his back and he simply sent one of his feathers to lock the door, hoping not to be questioned about burrocratic things.

You laughed at his request, it was something you had done before, but never for such a sum of money, surely exaggerated. You didn’t object and got out of bed, going to a shelf attached to the wall, moaning while looking for the suitable vibrator to give you pleasure. When you found it you went back to the bed that was placed right in front of the cam, you sat with your legs open and took a deep and calm breath.

Hawks licked his lips seeing you in that position, dressed in lingerie and chains, God would have thrown you on that bed in front of everyone, making you forget you were live and working. Filling you up, getting drunk on him...

< You’re new. I’ve never seen you before, master > you mumbled the title provocatively, making Hawks tighter and tighter in those cargo pants he was wearing. < Naked or dressed? > you asked nicely, while activating the vibrator in your hands.

Your.master: I am new and wanted to pay homage, anyway babybird dressed.

your tone was mischievous and provocative, alluding to much more. Hawks' head was already flying with imagination.

You bit your lower lip, starting to press the toy on your pussy, panting slightly and moaning with pleasure. Your head fell backwards as your chest swelled to recover air, your eyes closed and your fingers fiddling with the object between your legs. Hawks unbuttoned his pants and unzipped releasing his already hard cock. He took off a glove with his teeth, throwing it on the desk, then began to massage his cock to seek relief.

< Little perverts... mhh... are you touching for me already? Take it easy, I like to see you exasperated by my body > you said between the moans and grumbles, making you even more erotic in the eyes of the Hero. Something in those words sent a wave of blood over his cock, causing him to ache in need.

You arched your back when you hit your still covered clit, squeaking with pleasure, leaving the vibrator at that point. You swear with pleasure as the chains rattled on your chest because of your spasms. Began to sway your hips to relieve the tension that was building up inside you. Your free hand squeezed on the sheets, pulling them to find a comfortable hook for that fire that was eating you inside.

Your.master: Babybird... I need you to hold on a little

Hawks did not know how hard he could write on the keyboard, as his other hand had already begun to move to relieve him while his eyes were mesmerized by your body movements.

He found the sounds you left so damn exciting, the way your legs were shaking for pleasure, your wheezing, the little twitching you were having when you hit a sensitive spot. He was already so drunk on you, after so few minutes.

His hand was moving faster and faster around his aching dick, breathing heavily and holding back the hoarse moans, while you tried to resist the need to cum in your expensive lingerie. You had to satisfy the requests of a good suitor like him, No one has ever offered you so much money immediately, especially to do something so innocent compared to other requests.

Hawks was eager to cum, yes, but he respected women, even those who did an erotic profession like you. He didn’t want to see you naked right away, so he thought, even though a voice inside him told him he would be jealous if everyone looked at your pretty pussy. As if they hadn’t seen her before him..

Your face was red and tired, your mouth open as you moaned louder and louder, drooling a little with pleasure, your eyes ajar and watery as you tried to keep your legs open and not come. Such sweet torture for your already wet pussy but a heavenly view for the blond on the other side of the screen. He felt closer and closer and when he wrote you could come, you released yourself against the vibrating object and on your fingers, soiling the bottom of your underwear. Your orgasm was so strong and intense that it made Hawks cum too.

He leaned his forehead against the glass desk and sighed heavily, it was intense enough that masturbating in front of a live, so intense that he felt slightly dirty inside, but he liked it. Her face was slightly red due to orgasm and shortness of breath due to the multiple times she had held her breath for watching you, her eyes slightly tired and her balls definitely a little emptier than before.

Your.master donated 1000 ¥

You crawled back, still shaking for the orgasm, to the computer to read the notification, you couldn’t believe it. All that money to stay fully dressed and use a vibrator. You just assumed before, but now you were sure, You should have held on to that boy. You know, your golden goose.

Your.master : You were fantastic, nightingale.

< Someone is really spoiling me between compliments and donations, beware my dear followers, there is a new opponent in live > giggles ironic, then back slightly serious. < Anyway, thank you, master >

Your voice was still broken by your orgasm, slightly weighted but always deep and sensual. An unusual stamp for a cam girl, as many pointed to infantilism and pretending to be innocent and angelic, almost golden.

The hero loved the character you played, was already obsessed with it, fucking real, erotic and to eat...

He was already ready to make more donations, asking for more things to do for him, but someone knocked on his office door and forced him to leave your live show. He cleaned up the mess he had made with some wipes and handkerchiefs, trying to pick up all his cum, then cleaning his wet dick and fixing his hero uniform, returning completely professional.

He sighed slightly frustrated at not being able to see you again and sent one of his feathers to unlock the door, then snapped a < Forward. > slightly too sour for his usual friendly tone.

At that moment he would kill his secretary who brought him some documents, but remained calm while she timidly explained some things about his agency and future events. Not knowing that his mind was still on your red lingerie and vibrator that he so envied for touching you down there.

God, he already wanted to hear your voice again and see you still basking in bed, clutching those sheets... who knows what it would have been like to fuck you, making you feel all its greatness inside. Would you have tightened the sheets like that? would your legs have shaken?

He knew, he was almost certain.

He knew himself too well to lie to himself. He was obsessing over you, slowly, but he was.

Hawks, hero #3, a prodigy who climbed the podium effortlessly, was obsessed with a cam girl whose name he didn’t even know. Pathetic.

-----------------------------AUTHOR'S NOTES ---------------------------

Maybe this will be a mini-series, I’m already going to write the second part, but I don’t know how many parts will come out and when they will come out. I hope you enjoyed this first part.

- Mel

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neevblanc · 4 months

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˚｡⋆୨୧˚Blanca's Cafe Event˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

Welcome..."come on in!"

Hello there! I haven't ever done an event on this blog, so i decided I'd try my hand at it again :)

THIS EVENT WILL RUN FROM: DECEMBER 18 - JANUARY 28

SEND ME REQUESTS, PLEASE! ♡ more info under the cut lol

Rules..."no shoes, no shirt, no service."

One character per request! There's no limit for request per person, go crazy.

FANDOMS I WILL WRITE FOR:

Boku No Hero Academia

Spider-Verse

Marvel

Bungou Stray Dogs

Haikyuu

Obey Me!

Stardew Valley

Criminal Minds

Doctor Who

...and more! please feel free to ask if you have another fandom not listed here!

I WILL NOT WRITE:

❥ nsfw! (meaning from smut to heavy gore- this event isn't for it. My blog is sfw! Canon-typical violence is 100% okay!)

❥ incest!

❥ problematic age gaps!

❥ things/topics that will land you under basic dni criteria! (ex. homophobic, transphobic, etc. sentiments will not be tolerated!)

everything else should be free range!

Menu..."what can I get for you today?"

Each order will receive:

❥ drabble/one-shot with your character of choice!

❥ song to pair w/ the 1shot

❥ moodboard

How it Works..."any questions?" Give me at LEAST one word! any at all, from "dogs" to "gazebo"- I'll use the word to think up your order! If you have any specifics in mind, let me know! You can give me a full scenario, if that's what you're feeling. If not, a single word/phrase will do! For example: "Bakugou brainrot fr...house slippers. thats it thats the prompt"

note: if you want specific traits for reader, like age, platonic/romantic, or pronouns, please specify! Otherwise I will try to avoid mentioning anything too specific, and by default I write reader as non-binary.

Thank you..."for visiting! come again any time!" if you have any questions, please feel free to dm or send an ask! I'm super excited to do one of these again. Thanks for reading and or sending a req! <3 take care and remember to drink water! - blancaaa

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dekuxnaya · 5 months

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crazy ex deku

some smut at the end x rape

your ex Deku is crazy. little back story

you and Izuku was dating for 5 years. when one day you walk on him cheating on you with Ochako. he begged to get back together and you said no(like a 100 times like calm down my nigga) anyway, thats when he started getting crazy. he dropped out of UA and became a psycho villianxyandere. Y/N also dropped out of UA and moved to korea to get away from Izuku end of backstory. after 3 years of not seeing him she started getting weird texts from an unknown number saying like ''i miss you baby'' can't wait to see you baby'' and you knew exactly who it was. Y/N got scared and planned on moving cause she knew he was coming. 3 weeks later you was getting ready to move as you was getting in your car you passed out of nowhere.

you woke up in a abandon nasty house in the dark. you could see glowing green eyes you looked were you was and saw you was tied to the bed you got scared and started screaming for help. out of nowhere you mouth got covered by a hand with black glove the voice from the random man said '' be quiet baby save your voice for when you scream my name'' you recognized his voice but still couldn't recognize him. You asked ''who are you'' he said '' you don't recognize me princess'' and out of nowhere he bit your neck and you screamed he said '' didn't i say be quiet'' thats when you actually recognized him '' izuku is that you'' bingo baby'' he twisted you over face down butt up. and he ripped your pants near you pussy and stuffed his dick in there(fact his dick is like 7 inches) anyway you screamed his name ''izuku mhmmh'' you moan really loud in pleasure and pain. this was going on for like 3 hours straight you cummed like 5 times and he cummed like 2. he made you cum like one more time and that made you break your last straw. he laid you down with his cum in your pussy. and said'' i love you princess you will be mine forever''.

THE END. PART 2 MAYBE. LIKE AND SHARE THANK YOU.

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fanfictiondreamscape · 1 year

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L.O.V.E. (?)

Name: L.O.V.E. (?)

Genre: angst, angst, angst - more so the remiscent type of angst, and some super slight romance, and super slight vent fic

Pairing: Misc. X GN!Reader

Notes: This is what happens when I feel an oncoming panic attack and need to release whatever messed up stuff my brain is gonna form whether or not I like it.

Fair warning for this little thing here, though: this is not very story based, much rather like a random train of thought. It may also be a little unhinged, but what can one expect when dealing with something that they don’t know how to navigate well in the slightest?

This is also semi-based around the song “LOVE” by PEGGY, emphasis on semi-based. I was hopping between songs that I thought would be able to satiate my sense of despair and partial loathing, but that song was the kicker for this piece.

Below the cut.

(03/01)

This started out okay. This was easy at first. I was blind to the absolute disaster this would be to my wellbeing, but... I still want it. I still crave it. ....Maybe.

Click.

(03/03)

Crying doesn’t help. I’m not externally shaking. There aren’t tears streaming down my face. But it doesn’t feel right to not let it be outward. I can feel my heart pounding in my ears. I can also feel their hands over my ears and eyes when that one sound got me to flinch and freak out. I can feel their fingertips pushing my hair behind my ear, and their palm on one of my cheeks with their lips oh so gingerly pressing the slightest on the other. I can feel their breath on my neck, and their hand on my leg, brushing sweet, simple little circles right by my kneecap. I can feel their hugs, tight and warm and comfortable and nice. I can feel their gaze linger, and the tears that were about shed all because of a cheesy little moment in a TV show. I can feel the vibrations of their voice from behind, and their grip wrapped around my upper arm and my waist. But as much as I can feel, that fails to negate the fact that this is both the beginning and the end. Things are never gonna be exactly the same, not unless years pass by first. This is a whole new door, and the options are limited as to what happens next. Plan as many dates as one can desire, but I’m not them. I don’t have control over their decisions, and I know that I have no right to be particular about what they do with their time. So this shouldn’t sting so much. ... It does. Why does it sting so much? Lack of affection from previous partners? Lack of safety? Understanding? Is it me? Is romance that foreign of a concept? My cynicism can only go on for so long. I can only maintain the thought that love is something that isn’t important for so long.

Click.

(03/07)

At least, in my book, my brain and heart shouldn’t mix. They shouldn’t combine, because if they do, something will happen that I know I’ll come to regret in the future. I know I want this. I know I want the fleetingly teasing touches, the gentle affection, the mutual respect, the comfort, the safe space in the form of people. I know I want it. I know that I find that fact hard. I know that my heart is actively trying to shun that knowledge, and that my brain is trying to enforce it. I never thought that I’d end up here, honestly. I thought that I’d be able to go through life with little worry in this regard. I thought that love would come, and that it would come when necessary, when some unknown force knew that it was time to push it unto me. Is this the universe doing just that, or am I rushing it do that?

Click.

(03/12)

I shouldn’t have done this. That door should never have opened, and I should have never even fathomed letting it materialize. Nothing good comes from pessimism, panic attacks, and persistence. This should be good. I know that, logically, this is good. I know that this has the potential to work. I know that this was the stipulation. The catch-22. The deal with the metaphorical devil. I knew that when I let this happen. When they leave, what do I do? If they’re alone together, I can only accept that fact. That’s all there is to do. I wish I could find the capacity to cry about this.

Click.

(03/14)

I’ve never been in love before this. Never really had a chance to, if I’m being honest. I‘ve always found it cheesy, and my focus was never directed towards something that “shallow”. I’ve been questioning if it really is that shallow, now. This whole deal has been good. Really, it has. It’s nice, feeling like I’m appreciated as opposed to hearing it from the mouth of my mother, father, or family member. Even teachers, bosses, and coworkers can say it and it doesn’t hold as much meaning as the small actions and expressions they direct at me. It only just now dawned on me that this is selfish. I want to love, I want to be loved, and I want to share love. Physical, emotional, mental - I want love to be a part of my life. But they come first, that’s the end of this story. That’s all there is to it. However, love is selfish by nature. Someone wants someone else to themself, or to themselves. They want that person or people to be there with them at all hours of the day. They want to hold their hands, and press fluttering pecks to their pulse points. And now, it’s in my grasp. It’s been in theirs, though, and now I feel awful for thinking about how wrong my thought process has been. ... I have a feeling that I need to calm down before this progresses any futher. That, or I need to up my anti-depressant prescription. Whichever comes first, I guess.

Click.

Slam.

Rustle.

“I need to get some sleep.”

“Still, I’ve never been in love.

Is that something that I want?

Convince me I’m fine,

I’m not losing my mind.

Maybe it’s just not for me.

No!

I don’t need L-O-V-E.

Maybe I’ll just wait and see.

I might need L-O-V-E....”

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kittyfuckincheshire · 1 month

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💙COLD💙 dabi x reader

You were walking home from picking up some essentials from the corner store by your apartment when you bumped into someone. Oh apologies I was not looking were I was going. Well look what we have here a little lady like yourself shouldn't be walking alone this late at night.well excuse but I can take care of my self and I'm almost home so if you'll excuse me I mist be getting home.hold on there what's the rush? Why don't you stay and keep me and my buddies company for awhile yeah? No thank you I'm good. I don't think you understand it wasn't an offer... The man quirky grabbed you by the wrist but you were faster and kicked him hard in the gut. One of the others ran to tackle you but you dodged and kicked him in the back. Just as the third guy was coming up behind you with a punch a burst of blue flames shot right by you. Hey three against one doesn't seem fair hmm? Huh mind your own business and walk away freak. Hmm no. Another bright blue blast of flames came dying by you. You had barley dodged when they hit the man behind you burning him alive. The other two ran off as quickly as they could.

Thank you...? Dabi. Well then thank you dabi. Aren't you scared? Why would I be you just saved me? I just killed that guy though aren't you scared? No in my point of view you just rid this world of scum that doesn't deserve to walk it I mean come on the second you let him go he would have just gone down a few blocks got more beer and wait for another girfn Hmm true what's your name? Y/n. Well see you around...y/n bye. You finally got back home and put your stuff away. You went to your desk and grabed the folder for your application to the lov. You were supposed to meet some members tomorow to see if you qualify you put the folder in your bag and then head to bed.

(THE NEXT DAY) I guess this place is it it looks sketchey enough to be a villain hideout. Hello? Ah welcome I am to assume you are a new recruit? Yes. Well I'm shigaraki. I'm y/n. Here's my resume you had him the folder you had put in your bag last night. Alright your in on a trial basis will see how this goes. Follow me late introduce you to everyone this is toga and twice,hi I'm y/n, hi were gonna be besties! This is compress and dabi. Dabi? Yes why? Oh I think I met him yesterday he kinda saved me. Hey what are you doing here? She's a.new member we are welcoming here on a trial basis. Hmm. Alright. Toga will give you the tour goodbye. After the tour you went and settled into your new room.

(TIME SKIP) because I'm lazy right now I'm writing this at 1in the morning) you started to fit in of course it took some getting used to but you became great freinds with toga and shots talk and you and dab I had grown close you to were almost always togther on missions even when just chilling Dani was super protective of you and did not like it when you were around others. To say you had a crush on him was a lol bit of an under step at ment you really liked this boy but you thought he only liked you as a friend little did you know Dani was absolutely in love with you. Your personality always drawer him in you always had this somewhat calm deminor that always seemed to put him at ease.

It was late November almost December and the entire hideout was like an icicle you had woken up freezing cold and thirsty so you went to get a glass of water and returned to your room but no matter what you did you could not shake the chill in your room so you put on some sweat pants grabbed your blanket and headed down the hall to probably the only warm place in the whole hideout Dabi's room.You knock on his door no answer so you knock again this time you hear shuffling feet and then he opens the door. What? Oh hi dabi. Y/n what's up? Its cold. Okay? Can I stay here tonight? Why? BECAUSE ITS COLD! So? Uh hello I have a walking heater as a friend I'm going to use that as an advantage to get warm duh. Then yes you may stay the night here but you can't call me a walking heater. But you are one. Do you want stay or not? FINE. Were can I sleep? Well I have one bed so I'm gonna say on the bed. Are you sure. Y/n get in bed. Okay. He crawled in behind you after he turned out the lights. He grabbed you by the waist flipped you over and pulled you to his chest. You slowly began to fall asleep to the warmth radiating of his chest and to his steady breathing. Before you fell asleep you said hey dabi? Yes y/n? I love you goodnight. When you started to slip out of consciences you could have sworn you heard. I love you to y/n. Sleep well.

What do you think?

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omgsquee2001 · 2 years

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Stay By Our Side: Part 1

//I just want to clarify that I don’t own any of the art or the gifs used in these parts. I apologize immensely to the creators of the art/gifs if it seemed like I was taking credit for the art that was used. Again, I apologize.//

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Okay, so according to Mr. Aizawa, Kirishima and Bakugou’s room should be just down the hall here. You thought to yourself as you walked down the hallway. You were in your third year at UA and you were going to be attending a Hero Gala at the end of the week. By some stroke of luck, the classes of UA High were given a vacation to an island, and, thanks to AllMight, you were given special access to a really nice hotel.

“Ugh. So damn late,” a familiar voice said. You stopped in front of one of the second to last doors on the third floor. “I hate flying and jet lag and all that crap.” Yup that was definitely Bakugou.

“Bakugou, it’s only eight. Don’t you want to hang out a bit before bed?” The familiar voice of Kirishima asked. You could hear Bakugou scoff.

“Tch, no way! I gotta sleep. I’m so exhausted.” Bakugou complained.

“Oh come on man! I brought Smash Bros.” Kirishima said. You felt like now would be a good time to make yourself known. You opened the door, gaining the attention of your fellow classmate.

“Um, excuse me. Sorry for the intrusion.” You said, walking in and closing the door. Bakugou looked at you, wearing his normal scowl. Kirishima looked at you, and his eyes lit up, a bright smile crossing his face.

“Oh hey! Looks like out bunkmate showed up. You’re [Y/N], right?” Kirishima asked, walking up to you.

Eijiro Kirishima, of Class 1-A! Quirk; Hardening! His Quirk allows him to harden and/or sharpen any part of his body at will!

You smiled and nodded.

“Mhm. I’m [Y/N] [L/N].”

[Y/N] [L/N] of Class 1-A! Quirk; Elemental! [Y/N] is able to control the different elements of nature, Water, Earth, Fire, and Air! If their emotions get the best of them, they can get out of control with their quirk and cause some major damage!

Bakugou looked at you.

“Huh, you. I thought Sparky was our third roommate.” Bakugou said.

Katsuki Bakugou of Class 1-A! Quirk; Explosion! Katuski’s Quirk allows him to produce powerful explosions. He does this by sweating a nitroglycerin-like substance from his skin which he can then detonate at will!

You shook your head.

“Nah. Mr. Aizawa said that he was with Sero and Shoji.” You said. Bakugou hummed.

“Oh. Whatever then. Get in here. Just take your shoes off so you don’t get the floor dirty.” Bakugou said, looking away from you. You quickly took your shoes off, lining them up next to the boys’. Kirishima looked at you, smiling.

“You can have the bed by the window if you want. I wanted that one because I love the view, but you can have it.” He said. You looked at him, slightly shocked.

“O-oh, are you sure? I don’t want to take your spot.” You said. Kirishima smiled and nodded.

“Yeah, I’m sure! Here, let me just move my blanket,” he said, grabbing his blanket that was on the bed. “I’m sure Bokugou doesn’t mind me taking the bed next to him.” He said, placing his blanket on the bed next to Bakugou’s. You smiled at Kirishima’s kindness. He was much better than Bakugou was, but you were sure that Bakugou had his moments. You hadn’t realized how heavy your suitcase was until you tried to lift it to place it on your bed. Kirishima looked over, hearing you struggle slightly. “Oh, jeez. Your suitcase looks kinda heavy. Here, let me help you.” He walked over and grabbed it for you, despite your protests. With a little bit of struggle, Kirishima lifted your suitcase onto your bed. “And, there you go!” Kirishima said. You smiled at him.

“Thank you.” You said, smiling at your classmate. The red head smiled back. Bakugou growled and looked at Kirishima.

“Oi, Stupid Hair, clean all your stuff up. It’s all over the floor. Why’d you bring so much stuff? We’re only here for the week you idiot.” Bokugou grumbled. Kirishima walked over to the bed.

“I will, I will. I’m still sorting through my clothes and you forgot to bring your dress clothes for the Gala so I had to bring extra.” Kirishima said. Bakugou scoffed.

“Tch, whatever. Just clean it up. I don’t see why you had to empty your suitcase all over the floor anyways.” Bokugou said. You rested a hand against your hip, raising an eyebrow at Bakugou.

“Your spot isn’t very flattering either, Bakugou.” You said. He had set his suitcase on the bed, having it open. Bakugou glared at you.

“Oh shut it you! My spot isn’t nearly as messy as Shitty Hair’s!” Bakugou shouted. Kirishima chuckled and looked at you.

“He’s so cranky today, isn’t he? Sorry you got stuck with us.” He looked over at Bokugou. “Come on, Bakugou. Lighten up, I mean, look where we are.” He said. You nodded.

“Kirishima’s right. Getting to go on vacation like this doesn’t happen everyday. It’s so nice here!” You said, looking out the window. Kirishima nodded.

“Yeah! And thanks to All-Might, we were able to get the best reservations right next to the beach." Kirishima said. Bakugou's mood didn't change.

“I’ll lighten up tomorrow. I just want to sleep.” Bakugou said, sitting on his bed. Kirishima sighed.

“Seriously? Come on! Let’s all watch a movie or something. Or maybe play some Smash Bros?”

“No.”

“Mario Cart?”

“No!”

You sighed, looking at Bokugou.

“You seem way too cranky right now, man. I mean, it seems like you’re always kind of cranky, but right now, you’re like, extra cranky.” You said. Bakugou growled and glared at you. Kirishima looked at you.

“Hey, wanna come with me to Kaminari’s room? If this old man wants to head to bed so early, we can go have some fun with the others.” He said. You smiled.

“Sure! That sounds like a lot of fun!” You said. Bakugou glared at Kirishima.

“The hell did you call me?” Bakugou growled. Kirishima rolled his eyes.

“Oh come on! You go to bed at like, eight every night! You’re like a grandpa just admit it!” Kirishima said. You chuckled lightly at the bantering going on between the two. Bakugou growled.

“Oh shut up. I’m not. I’m just tired. We had a long flight today and I barley got any sleep the night before because you had to keep me up, pestering me about what damn bathing suit you would bring.” Bakugou said. Kirishima nodded.

“That was super important!” Kirishima said. Bakugou rolled his eye sand looked at you.

“Hey, you. Aren’t you tired at all? I saw you nodding off on the plane earlier.” Bakugou said. Kirishima looked at you and nodded.

“Oh, you’re right. I saw that to. Hey, if you’re tired, you can totally sleep.” Kirishima said. You smiled and shook your head.

“That’s sweet of you, and I’m alright. I’m not nearly as tired as I was. Plus, I want to hang out and get to know my two roommates better!” You said, smiling. Bakugou looked at you.

“What? You want to hang out? Ah, you too? No way! You guys are going to get out and let me go to bed.” Bakugou growled. Kirishima crossed his arms and looked at the male.

“No way! You can’t just kick us out of our room.” Kirishima said. Bokugou glared at Kirishima.

“Oh yeah? Why don’t you try and stop me, Shitty Hair.” Bakugou challenged. You sighed.

“Alright, how about we make a deal,” you said. Both males looked at you. You looked at Bakugou. “How about you hang out with Kirishima and I for a bit and then we’ll leave you alone, all right?” You asked. Kirishima looked at you and smiled.

“Yeah! I like the sound of that.” He looked at Bakugou. “Well, how about it, Bakugou?” He asked. Bakugou growled and crossed his arms.

“And what the hell is in it for me?” He asked. You and Kirishima looked at each other.

“Uh, a fun time with friends, making beautiful memories, you know, the basic social interaction.” Kirishima said. Bakugou shook his head.

“Yeah I’ll pass. I’d rather sleep.” Bakugou said. You sighed and rolled your eyes. There was just no getting through to this guy. Kirishima sighed and pressed his hands together in a prayer position.

“Please?” Kirishima begged. Bakugou sighed and rolled his eyes.

“You’re not gonna leave me alone unless I agree to this, are you?” He asked. Kirishima lowered his hands and shook his head, smiling.

“Probably not. I mean, look at [Y/N] here,” You looked up, hearing your name. “They look so board! Come on, Bakugou. Let’s hang out with them!” Kirishima said. Bakugou closed his eyes and sighed.

“Fine,” he relented. “What do you idiots want to do?” He asked. Kirishima smiled and fist pumped the air.

“Yes! Haha!” He looked at you. “I knew we’d get him!” Kirishima said. You smiled. Kirishima then put his finger to his chin in thought. “Hmm, well, I heard this place has a pool, you guys. Want to go?” He asked. You looked at him and smiled.

“You had me at pool. Plus, I bet it’s empty right now.” You said. Kirishima nodded. Bakugou sighed.

“I guess. But I’m only going for a bit. Seriously I need some,”

“I know we’ll let you sleep, don’t worry man.” Kirishima assured. He looked at you. “Now here, go get in your bathing suit. You can have the bathroom. Bakugou and I’ll change here.” Kirishima said. You nodded.

“Kay. I’ll be quick.” You said. Kirishima smiled.

“Don’t worry, take your time.” He said. You got your bathing suit and walked into the bathroom, changing into it. You chuckled when you heard Bakugou growl at Kirishima,

“Don’t throw your clothes at me, Weird Hair.” Kirishima just laughed. “All right. I’ll meet you two down there.” Bakugou said.

“Hey, come on. Look, I’m done changing. You should really wait for [Y/N]. They’re still changing. It’s not very manly to ditch us, Bakugou.” Kirishima said. Bakugou scoffed.

“Tch. You think I care?” Bakugou asked. When you were done changing, you opened the door and stepped out. The two males looked at you. Kirishima’s eyes widened.

“Woah! I mean, you have a really nice bathing suit. It suits you.” He said. You chuckled and smiled.

“Thank you, Kirishima. Your bathing suit suits you as well. It looks very manly.” You said. Kirishima smiled.

“You think so? Thanks!” He said. Bakugou growled.

“When you’re done being weird, I’ll be out in the hallway waiting for you two dumbasses.” Bakugou said. Kirishima chuckled.

“Sorry. We’re right behind you, Bakugou. Lead the way.” Kirishima said. Bakugou opened the door, Kirishima holding it open for you. You smiled at Kirishima.

“Thank you.” You said. Kirishima smiled.

“No problem.” He let the door shut, the two of you joining Bakugou in walking to the pool. “Pools just down the hall from here. We really lucked out with our room.” Kirishima said. You nodded.

“Mhm. Great view of the beach, close to the pool. We could probably just go straight to the beach, but I doubt that Mr. Aizawa would be okay with us leaving the resort at night.” You said. Kirishima nodded in agreement. Bakugou opened the door to the pool. That was when you three spotted a familiar green haired teen.

“Hey!” Bakugou growled. Midoriya yelped slightly.

Izuku Midoriya of Class 1-A! Quirk; One for All! When activated, green strands of electricity form around Izuku’s body! (This is the best way I know how to describe it)

“O-oh. Kachan.” He stammered. Bakugou glared at Midoriya.

“Where do you think you’re going to, Deku?” He asked. Midoriya looked around nervously. You frowned and looked at Bakugou.

“Hey, there’s no need for the attitude, Bakugou.” You said.

“I-I was just, uh, going for a swim.” Midoriya said. “I saw that this place had a pool so,”

“The hell you are,” Bakugou said, cutting Midoriya off. “Get back to your room, you stupid nerd.” Bakugou growled. You then saw a familiar half white half red haired teen behind Midoriya. It was Todoroki. The son of Endeavor.

Shoto Todoroki! Quirk: Half Cold, Half Hot! The left side of his body can produce ice, while the right side of his body can produce Fire! He refused to use his right side for a long while because it is a reminder of his father, Endeavor!

He looked at the green haired teen.

“We can just swim tomorrow Midoriya.” Todoroki said. Midoriya nodded. You frowned.

“Bakugou.” You scolded lightly, not that he listened to you. Midoriya looked down at his wrist.

“Oh, r-right. Look at the time. It’s pretty late anyways. Good night.” Midoriya said, walking out of the pool area. You and Kirishima looked on.

“Uh, good night, Midoriya. Todoroki.” Kirishima said. You looked at Bakugou and frowned.

“Bakugou, that was pretty mean.” You said. Bakugou glared at you.

“Do I look like I care?!” He shouted. You narrowed your eyes. You moved your hand out to the side, little bits of water collected at your fingers. You were activating your Quirk. You didn’t care if Bakugou was your roommate. He shouldn’t act that way towards a fellow classmate. Kirishima lay a hand on your shoulder, snapping you out of your trance. You relaxed your hand, the water droplets subsiding.

“Don’t mind him. He’s always like that. Especially towards Midoriya.” He said. You sighed and nodded.

“Yeah. I just wish I could understand why so I could try and help.” You said. Bakugou growled.

“What’s going on between me and that stupid Deku is none of your concern, you extra. So don’t but into it.” He said. Kirishima sighed and opened the pool area door. He looked at you.

“Anyway, after you,” Bokugou stormed through. “Ah, Bakugou!” Kirishima scolded. Kirishima looked at you. “Okay, after Bakugou then.” He said, making you chuckle a little bit. The pool area was a fairly good size. What caught your attention, was the hot tub near the back of the pool area.

“I’m getting in the hot tub.” Bakugou said, having already taken off his shirt and setting it and his towel on a lounge chair. Kirishima’s eyes widened.

“They have a hot tub? Yes!” He shouted. He proceeded to take off his shirt, leaving him in his swim trunks and setting it next to Bakugou’s stuff. You stood in place, debating on whether you wanted to get into the pool, or join the boys in the hot tub. On one hand, swimming in the pool would be pretty fun and it would give you a chance to practice with your Quirk more. On the other hand, relaxing in the hot tub after a long flight did sound pretty good. “I’m coming too. Hey, you,” Kirishima said, breaking you out of your trance. You looked at Kirishima. “Want to get in with us?” He asked. You looked at him.

“You don’t mind?” You asked. Kirishima smiled and shook his head.

“Not at all! Here, take my hand.” He said, holding out his hand. You took Kirishima’s hand, letting him lead you to the hot tub, where Bakugou was already relaxing. “You can sit right between us.” Kirishima said, letting you get in first. You got yourself situated, sitting next to Bakugou. You let out a sigh as the warm water hit your body. You closed your eyes and allowed yourself to relax. You felt the water move slightly as Kirishima sat next to you. There was a comfortable silence, until Kirishima asked, “Hey, [Y/N],”

You opened your eyes and looked at him.

“Hmm?” You hummed. Kirishima smiled.

“Sorry, I know you’re trying to relax and everything, it’s just, I don’t know that much about your Quirk. Do you mind if I ask you some questions about it?” He asked. You smiled and shook your head.

“I don’t mind at all! Ask away.” You said. Kirishima chuckled and smiled.

“Alright. So, I guess my first question is, what is your Quirk?” He asked. You smiled.

“My Quirk is called Elemental. Basically, my Quirk allows me to control the Elements of Nature. Water, Earth, Fire and Air. I can also somewhat control a little bit of metal.” You explained. Kirishima’s eyes widened.

“Woah! That’s like, super cool! Now, my next question would be, could you show me how you use it?” He asked. You nodded.

“Of course! I’m only going to focus on Water, since there’s less of a chance for something to go wrong,” you said, chuckling. Kirishima chuckled as well. You lifted your hand, willing the water from the pool to bend to your will. “Normally, my Quirk only works on fresh water or salt water, but I think I could get it to work with the pool water.” You said. You started moving your arm and your hand back and forth. Almost instantaneously, a blob of water came shooting from the pool and gathered at your fingers. You held the water still for a moment and then resumed the back and forth motion, the water moving effortlessly with the movements.

//Not my Gif//

Kirishima stared in wonder at your Quirk. Even though he didn’t show it, Bakugou was also slightly impressed. You moved your arm to the side and spread your fingers, willing the water to move back to the pool. Once it went back, you lowered your arm. Kirishima smiled and looked at you.

“That’s a pretty cool and powerful Quirk, [Y/N].” He said. You smiled.

“Thanks. The only draw back is, when I get too emotional, angry, sad, I, I loose control. I enter a state where my Quirk blocks everything out and my powers take control. It’s almost impossible to break me out of that state. I hate it when I get like that.” You said. Frowning, you looked down at your hands, resting on your knees. Bakugou sighed.

“You shouldn’t worry about that, dumbass,” he said, making you look at him in surprise. “With Mr. Aizawa’s Quirk, you won’t have to worry about that. He’s our teacher. He’ll help you learn to control it.” He said. Kirishima smiled and nodded.

“Yeah! What Bakugou said,” Kirishima said. You looked at Kirishima. Kirishima smiled at you. “You also have us, and our fellow classmates. And the other teachers at UA. If you ever need help, we’re all willing to help you out.” He said. You smiled.

“Thanks, guys. That really means a lot to me.” You said. Kirishima chuckled.

“No problem!”

You all descended into a comfortable silence once again, the only sounds that were heard was the bubbling of the hot tub, and the three of you breathing calmly. Kirishima looked over at Bakugou, and chuckled.

“Is Bakugou asleep on your shoulder?” He asked quietly. It was then you realized that there was a light pressure on your shoulder. You looked over and sure enough, Bakugou was asleep on your shoulder. He looked so calm and peaceful compared to how he normally was. Kirishima chuckled quietly. “Oh my gosh! He totally is!” He said. He smiled at you. “You two look so cute.” He said. You looked at him, slightly shocked.

“Huh? You mean as a possible couple?” You asked. Kirishima chuckled.

“Haha, don’t think about it too much, but yeah, kind of.” He said. You looked back at Bakugou. “Ah, I wish I had brought my phone with me, but he’d probably kill me if I took a picture.” He said. You chuckled and nodded.

“Yeah. He probably would. ‘What the hell, Shitty Hair! Delete that picture!’” You said, imitating Bakugou’s voice. Kirishima laughed.

“That was a great impression!” He said, trying to keep his laughs down. He sighed and looked at Bakugou again. “I guess he was pretty tired, huh. We should probably bring him back to our room, but he looks so peaceful and waking him up is kinda scary,” Kirishima said, chuckling. You chuckled.

“I bet it ends up in explosions, huh?” You asked. Kirishima chuckled and nodded.

“Yeah. Most of the time. Here, I’ll wake him up,” he said. He reached over and gently poked Bakugou in the cheek. “Hey, Bakugou. Blasty. Explosion boy,” he kept poking Bakugou in the cheek. Bakugou’s eyes twitched. He then grumbled and opened his eyes, glaring at Kirishima.

“Hmm?” He hummed. Kirishima smiled.

“Hey sleepy. Let’s head back to our room, k? And you totally drooled on [Y/N]’s shoulder.” Kirishima said, trying to hold back his smile and laughter. Bakugou groaned and lifted his head. You eyes must have been playing tricks on you. It looked like Bakugou might have been blushing. But as quickly as it had probably been there, the blush was gone.

“No I didn’t,” Bakugou said, glaring at Kirishima. “S’just the water from the hot tub.” Bakugou said, sitting up and stretching, groaning as his muscles popped. Kirishima chuckled.

“Sure. Alright, come on guys, I guess it’s probably time for bed now.” Kirishima said, standing up. You and Bakugou followed, getting out of the hot tub and walking over to your towels. You dried off and put your dry clothes over your swim suits. Bakugou was the first one to the door, like always. You fell into step with Kirishima. You looked at the red head.

“Bakugou’s kinda cute when he’s tired, isn’t he? Less, ‘Die! Die! Die!’ you know?” You asked. Kirishima laughed and nodded. Bakugou glared back at you and Kirishima.

“Shut up.” He growled. You and Kirishima chuckled.

“Alright, alright,” Kirishima said. He glanced at you. “Just between you and me, he’s kind of cuddly when he’s tired.” Kirishima whispered as you got to the door of your shared hotel room. Bakugou glared back at Kirishima.

“The hell are you saying to them?” Bakugou asked. Kirishima chuckled.

“Nothing.” Kirishima said. Bakugou huffed and opened the door, the three of you walking in. Kirishima sighed. “Ah, alright. I’m pretty tired myself too.” He said. You sighed, opening your suitcase and getting your pajamas out.

“The hot tub was pretty relaxing though, wasn’t it?” You asked. Kirishima nodded.

“Mm. You can go change into your pajamas in the bathroom, [Y/N].” He said. You nodded and went into the bathroom. Taking off your swimsuit, you dried off the rest of your body and changed into your pajamas.

“Idiot, fold your clothes.” You heard Bakugou tell Kirishima.

“I will, I will.”

Once you were done changing, you opened the door and walked out. Bakugou and Kirishima had changed into their pajamas as well. Bakugou sighed.

“Alright. I’m going to bed now. You idiots better be quiet.” Bakugou said, moving his suitcase to the foot of his bed and pulling back the covers, slipping beneath them and letting his head hit the pillow. You nodded.

“Alright. Good night, Bakugou.” You said. You set your own suitcase at the foot of your bed, pulling back the covers and laying down. Kirishima laid down in his own bed and turned off the lights. You closed your eyes, about to let your mind drift away, when Bakugou spoke,

“Hey. I’m cold,” he said. You opened your eyes and looked at Bakugou. Kirishima turned in his bed and looked at the male as well.

“Huh, you’re cold?” He asked. You nodded.

“It’s not that cold.” You said. The AC wasn’t on and there were no windows cracked open to allow a breeze. Bakugou growled.

“Shut up, both of you. Just get over here.” Bakugou said. You and Kirishima sat up in your beds.

“Where’s this coming from all of the sudden?” Kirishima asked. Bakugou growled again.

“Just come on.” He said. You smiled slightly and pulled back the blankets. Kirishima shrugged and did the same.

“Well, okay. Come on, [Y/N]. Let’s warm Bakugou up.” He said. You smiled, climbing out of the bed.

“Right behind ya, Kiri.” You said. You walked up to the bed. Kirishima looked at you, smiling.

“Here, you can get in between us.” He said. You blinked.

“You sure?” You asked. Kirishima nodded. You shrugged and crawled into bed, laying next to Bakugou. You felt the bed dip as Kirishima crawled in next to you. Warmth enveloped you with the two boys laying on either side of you. You felt the blanket move as Bakugou turned to face you. He hummed.

“Hmm. You’re warm as hell.” Bakugou said. You arched an eyebrow.

“Thanks?” You asked, not knowing if that was meant to be a compliment. Kirishima hummed as well.

“They are, aren’t they.” He said. There was a moment of silence. Kirishima yawned. “I’m pretty comfortable. Are you comfortable, [Y/N]?” He asked. You yawned as well, nodding.

“Yeah. I’m comfortable.” You whispered. Kirishima smiled. You felt him nuzzle his nose into your back slightly. You thought nothing of it.

“Good. Bakugou is being pretty cuddly right now. That’s rare. You’re lucky.” He said, making you chuckle slightly. Bakugou groaned and yawned.

“Both of you shut up. Let me sleep.” Bakugou said. You yawned again.

“Sorry.” You said, finally letting your eyes close, letting your mind drift away. Kirishima sighed.

“Alright. Well, see you two in the morning. Night.” Kirishima said. He let his eyes close as well, relishing in the warmth that both you and Bakugou gave him. He felt his heart flutter. Feelings were rising in Kirishima’s heart that he didn’t quite understand. He would wait a little longer to tell you and Bokugou.

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//Woho! Finally done with part one. I’m going to make a taglist, so if you would like to be added, just comment or DM me and I’ll add you. I hope you guys like part one! Part 2 coming soon. I also want to mention that I do not own the plot of these stories. They are inspired by the YouTuber, Yuzuya, who voice acts the series. The only thing I own is the reader’s Quirk, which is not specified in the YouTube Series. All credit for the plot of the stories goes to Yuzuya.//

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katnissimabottom · 1 year

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Kirishima Eijirou x fem!Reader

You giggled as you fell to the soft grass. Kirishima lay next to you on the meadow.

“That cloud looks like Bakugou,” you said. “It looks like it’s screaming internally.”

“Totally,” he agreed.

“And that other cloud looks like someone else I know."

“Who?” he asked. You picked a small daisy from above your head and placed it on his nose. “You.” He blushed a little. “What? How?” he said, sitting up. “I don't know I just see it for some reason." He answered with a simple "Hm."

Small fibers of dandelions danced through the air. The fragrant spring air gave you both a feeling of pure bliss. You subconsciously twirled together a daisy chain.

“Here.” You tilted his face towards yours and started messing with his hair. He immediately jerked away from you.

“WOAHH WHATCHA DOING!?”

"I'm fixing your hair," you said as if it was obvious.

"What's wrong with it?!"

Your eyes widened and started wandering, hinting at how bad it looked. He started to get more comfortable with you by the second. "There." You didn't even notice that his cheeks were a deep red. "Woah do you have a fever or something? Your face is starting to match your hair colour," you said while lifting his bangs to cup his forehead. He jolted and turned away from you, holding his flustered face in his hands.

"Hey you okay?" you asked, approaching him.

"Yeah, I'm fine!" he said, forcing a smile.

"Here."

You tied a white cloth around his forehead. It came to your surprise that he was able to stay still this time.

You leaned back against your arms, mind focused intently on absolutely nothing.

"Y/N," he said softly.

"Hm?"

"What's... love?"

You paused for a second. What did he mean?

"Umm... Did I hear you right?" you questioned. He didn't respond. He just sat there looking everywhere but at you. "Well... I've never really thought about it," you said quietly. "But to me, it's intimacy, a feeling of deep devotion to someone," you shared. "N/N?" he whispered, glancing over at you. You turned to your side. "What does it mean to be... in love?" he asked, facing you this time. You were scared about what might happen next. He inched closer to you. The butterflies in your stomach fluttered uncontrollably.

You took a breath and quickly pulled the cloth covering his forehead over his eyes. His surprisingly delicate lips ghosted over your slightly chapped ones before connecting in a warm embrace. You lowered your hands to your side. The brief moment felt like an eternity, somehow in an amazing way.

Your lips soon parted.

"I think... I'm in love with you."

#kirishima #kirishimaeijirou #fluff #tooth rotting fluff #eijirou #mha #bnha #bnhaxreader #mhaxreader #kirishimaxreader #eijirouxreader #kiri #reader #x reader #konansfavoritewife

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yelans-dice · 2 years

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Rules and Fandoms ( Still need adjustments )

Requests are OPEN

I mostly would write:

Genshin Impact

Twisted Wonderland

TGCF

I can do others

Rules:

1. No minor x adult, only platonically

2. Please be nice i’m still new to writing

3. Please Be specific with requests, if you can’t that’s okay

4. No SA or Pedophilea requests

#twistedwonderland #twstxreader #jjkxreader #saikikxreader #obeymexreader #sevendeadlysinsxreader #tbhkxreader #danganronpaxreader #mhaxreader #hxhxreader #tpnxreader #aotxreader

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aspiring-writer-hidden-voice · 2 years

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It’s official…you’re recently acquired residence is haunted. 👻

Mildly suggestive with mentions of alcohol, all characters over 18, mild cursing, mentions of death/murder, meant to be a HALLOWEEN thing.

Ghosts (like the TV show and the movie [which I’ve never seen] maybe a bit of AHS but MHAxReader)

Izuku Midoriya

You had yet to unpack the candles or air fresheners but every so often you were brushed by a breeze that smelled of pine with a hint of sandalwood and allspice. There had been several instances where you swore a pair of hands would steady you when teetering off the ladder when removing faded wallpaper or dusting a hard to reach surface. They weren’t large by any means, not too much bigger than your own actually, no matter how quick you turned to look there was nothing despite a slight weight against your skin. This being had never once made you feel threatened even when what you swore to be a dark emerald green gaze could be faintly visible whenever you happened past a mirror. After sometime he had managed to convey his name, Izuku or Deku as the other ghosts in the manor referred him by. He taught you nearly everything there was to know about the others and oddly grew silent when you inquired about his story. Turned out that after some digging you discovered that poor Izuku and a few of his friends had fallen victim to the mass murderer that had been finally captured a little over a decade ago. It wasn’t until you’d held a small sigil in honor of the manor’s invisible tenants that he was able to fully show himself to you. Your breath was stolen the minute your sleepy cracked eyes spotted him at the foot of your bed. Nearly completely covered in jagged scars that were visible thanks to his lacking of a shirt and a pair of low hanging stained pajama shorts, Izuku Midoriya looked shocked as you sat upright to shuffle towards him while unable to look away from his gaze as it widened as your lips rose to meet his own. All questions or cares of how it was possible to see and touch were quite literally tossed out the nearby open bedroom door as he slowly lowered you to the bed’s duvet with a whispery groan.

Fumikage Tokoyami

Heavy hooded eyes stared back at you via the cracked mirror that had yet to be tossed. It was such a beautiful antique that you wanted nothing more than to restore the magnificent piece but you had no idea how to go about it and YouTube videos were of little help. This was the last bathroom in the place that required your attention, it had taken you several months to set up everything that was essential for your everyday necessities, and now all that was left was this mirror. Despite how frequent you cleaned it or what cleaner was used nothing could clear up the fog around the edges as if hot steam was constantly filling the room via the large claw footed bathtub you couldn’t wait to use. It was as sighed while turning the knobs that would fill the air with the sound of running water. Your hands immediately turned it off when a voice whispered in your ear to not use the tub. No matter how hard you searched the place there was no sign of anyone else and yet every time you attempted to fill the tub that voice would raise the fine hairs on the back of your neck with its warning. A week, that’s how long your patience lasted. You lashed out blindly as the voice and stared in horror as the tiled floor became littered with shard of glass that were once the antique mirror you’d admired. Fear filled your being as from the now empty frame appeared a cloaked figure who regarded you with deep interest and gratitude. The racing heart in your chest calmed when Fumikage explained that he and his twin brother, whom has insisted to be referred to as Dark Shadow, meant you no harm. A buried box in the basement revealed that they had been drowned in the bathtub by people who had thought them to be witches. To say the tub was tossed out was an understatement within the hour.

Keigo Takami

Another caw caused your narrowed gaze to lock upon the nearby open window where a large black bird sat staring as you worked to clean out the greenhouse where you hoped to put a garden. Your brow twitched when it seemed to “laugh” at your struggles with a heavy pot; the blasted rabbits and bugs wrecked havoc on your precious plants last night hence why you were trying to relocate each of them. Part of you wanted to throw something at the aviary but that would not help things no matter how much you wished it to. The bird was everywhere you were no matter what time of day or part of the residence you’d be in, it’s never too far away as you worked to make this place your new home. It was a bit nice to have company though since you were alone in this large estate. At least that’s what you thought until the crow had started hanging around. While moving the final plant you spotted a strange object on the far side of the greenhouse and discovered a hidden stairwell leading to a secret room above the attic where you found several pictures that showed a boy develop into devious looking young man whose gaze made your being warm with its intensity. The last photo of him had “Hawks” scribbled across the bottom, the nickname you instantly recognized being as it was a character in your favorite action movie played by an actor who was notoriously known for performing his own stunts, and felt a chill slip down your spine when the door you’d entered through closed with a click of its lock. Thrills raised the fine hairs across your body as from the darkness appeared twin amber eyes that shone with suppressed emotions too many for you to identify but the loneliness within them was so overwhelming that you didn’t fight back as the entity suddenly appeared inches from your being and welcomed the pair of cold lips that claimed yours with ferocious anticipation.

Katsuki Bakugo

The more you cleared away the final last bit of black debris the more you understood why the nearly destroyed house had been such a steal. A fire from unknown causes had nearly consumed the structure along with the life of a man who was known in the community as a “firecracker”. Despite the nickname he wasn’t known for being an arsonist, on the contrary he was infamous for the short temper he had. Did it feel a bit weird clearing away the damaged belongings? It felt more sad than anything since he’d had no siblings or other family who could claim whatever was left. This place was a major steal though for its location within all the nearby shopping districts and easy access to the major transportation, so with a quick prayer for his soul you had placed your key within its slot then entered. You would resume in the morning when the sun rose since it was near impossible to accomplish anything with no electricity or light. Now that you thought about it, sunset should have been a few hours ago but it was only minutes ago that you noticed how late it had gotten. Not only that but despite the chilly early spring air you’d managed to remain relatively warm despite the gaping holes within the portion of house missing walls. A sigh slipped between your lips when discovering the Fireball Whiskey bottle you’d been sipping from was empty. Had you really consumed it so quickly? Wasn’t it full just a second ago? You jumped a foot in the air as a loud bang sounded literally feet away from the spot where you’d been workin as a part of the floor opened up to reveal a hidden pantry where you spotted a smorgasbord of valuables ranging from watches to workout items that would easily cover the cost of repairs you’d been stressing over. “Take ‘em, dumbass, not like I’ve got any use for ‘em anymore.” The part of you that had been hesitant about the place was instantly put to rest as the voice that called out from a shadowed figure leaning against the nearby doorframe fixated you with a ruby gemstone gaze that radiated with calm anger. “Keep takin’ care of place and I’ll keep takin’ care of you. Those bastards won’t leave you alone for long but I’ll be damned if they hurt anyone else.”

Eijiro Kirishima

Things had been moving on their own. Nothing was ever in its designated spot or where you had last left it; coats or shoes that you’d left in the entryway somehow managed their way into a closet or the groceries you’d forgotten about had found homes in the pantry or cabinets. Not only that but the next morning after sleeping on the sunken couch in the parlor because you didn’t want to carry up the heavy bedroom furniture walking out to the moving truck you’d found those particular items to be missing only to locate them placed in the exact positions designated by tape on the floor. Blinking you looked out the window to the truck then back to the completed bedroom pieces that looked straight out of the catalog you’d ordered them from. There was no mess, no noise, nada! And the stairs were the creakiest too! It was as you were standing at the top of that staircase when you saw it: a pair of large footprints make its way across the hallway from the parlor to the front dining room. You took the stairs two at a time, which was honestly a huge mistake on your part because you tripped and would have fallen to your death if not for the giant-sized hands that caught you near the bottom. To say you nearly fainted when finding the owner to be a burly man with red hair grinning down at you with sharp teeth. Digging through the attic couple months later revealed his story that made you want to wrap in him a tight hug: turns out that he had been son of the groundskeeper who had passed due to the drunken family head who mistook the late teen’s kindness for fancy of his daughter when they were only friends. Eijiro found you crying over the journal that had once been his, an expression you wanted to never grace his features appearing when expecting your hand that reached out to grasp his own passing through to meet empty air, but it morphed into something much more favorable when your skins touched and swept you up into his arms to steal the oxygen from your lungs with a press of his lips.

#mha #mha spooky #mha x you #mha x y/n #mha x reader #izuku midoriya #fumikage tokoyami #keigo takami #katsuki bakugo #bnha #bnha spooky #mha halloween #bnha Halloween #mha ghosts #bnha ghosts

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Chapter 12: Exam Day of Into Another World a MHAxReader fanfic

A/n:

I go back to school tomorrow :( (Send help).

Anyways, here's the next chapter and I hope you enjoy!

Warning: some language here and there (Don't really proofread any of the chapters that I write so if anything is off or something, I'm sorry. I'm just too lazy to check sometimes but I'll work on it, lol.)

Key:

d/n - dogs name

h/s - hair style

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"I'll see you later, d/n. Wish me luck!"

You locked the door to your home and walked down the pathway and onto the sidewalk. As you walked on, you enjoyed the calmness and quietness of the streets before they got busy and noisy. The display of warm colors had taken over the sky, creating a contrast with the blue and white clouds. The sun seemed to resemble a golden coin, or a dazzling gem in the sky.

And where were you heading so early in the morning? Well, you were going to take the entrance exam at no other than the most prestigious high school for future heroes.

UA High.

It was currently early in the morning, about 7:30, but the entrance exam started at 8:30 and you wanted to make sure you got there early. The day before, you had asked Midoriya if he wanted to walk with you so that you both could go together, but he had other plans. Well, the plans being that he had to go to the beach and inherit All Might's quirk, but you didn't need to know that. You wore your black sweatpants with a f/c shirt and put your hair in a h/s, along with your favorite shoes that always seemed to travel with you wherever you went. Although it was still peaceful outside, someone decided to ruin it.

"Oi, Insect! Wait a goddamn minute!"

Turning around, you spotted Bakugo a few meters behind you, walking towards you with an angry expression. Sighing, you turned around to fully face him as you also stopped walking in the process, hands shoved into the pockets of your pants.

Ever since he tried to blow up Midoriya and you took the hit for him and after class the same day, he kept his distance from you. Even when you sat at your desk and Bakugo beside you, he kept his mouth shut most of the time, only really calling you 'pest' or 'insect'.

"Huh, wonder what he wants...."

He finally came up to you and you both began to silently walk together towards UA. Neither one of you said anything to the other person.

A few minutes passed and still, the two of you were too stubborn to talk to each other first, so as per usual, you broke the ice first as you kept your head forward but talked.

"So, how's it been?"

It was quiet again until Bakugo spoke up.

"What's it to you? And besides, why are you even talking to me, huh?"

"Well, you were the one to say 'Wait up, you pest!', weren't you?"

Now it was your turn to roll your eyes at him.

"Come on, be for real right now, Bakugo."

"I am being for real, you damn pest!"

"Uh huh, sure you are."

It turned into a (yet again) silent walk once more for about ten minutes until it was broken, but by the young male beside you.

"I’m talking about your left side."

Looking forward, you hum in thought. Was he being an ass to you, or was he actually genuinely worried?

“It’ll be fine. I’ll just have to be on some medication for a month or two, maybe only a week if my body works it out faster or whatever.”

Although you didn’t see it, Bakugo exhaled a breath he was seemingly holding in, now releasing how tense he was as he was awaiting your answer. He didn’t want to accept the truth, but he was pretty worried for your condition after the incident had happened.

You glanced at him from the corner of your eye, noticing how his brows were furrowed and his lips were pressed into a thin line. You felt a pang in your chest, knowing that he blamed himself for what happened to you. You wanted to say something to reassure him, but you didn't know how to break the ice.

You decided to change the topic and lighten the mood.

"So, are you ready for the entrance exam?" you asked casually, hoping to spark some conversation.

He snorted and looked at you with a smug grin.

"Of course I am. I'm going to ace it and become the number one hero. You should be glad that you're walking with me. Maybe some of my greatness will rub off on you."

You rolled your eyes again, but this time you smiled.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, Bakugo. Just don't get too cocky and blow yourself up, okay?"

He scoffed and glared at you.

"As if that would ever happen. I'm not like that useless Deku who doesn't have a quirk. I'm a natural genius, him."

You shook your head and chuckled dryly.

"Sure, sure. Keep telling yourself that, Bakugo. Maybe one day you'll actually believe it."

He growled and clenched his fists.

"Shut up, you pest! You're so annoying!"

You laughed and nudged him playfully.

"Aw, come on, Bakugo. Don't be like that. You know I'm just teasing you. You're my friend, after all."

He blinked and looked at you with a surprised expression.

"Friend? Since when are we friends?"

You smiled and shrugged.

"Since now, I guess. Unless you have a problem with that."

He looked away and muttered something under his breath.

"No, I don't have a problem with that. It's fine."

You grinned and wrapped your arm around his shoulder.

"Great! Then it's settled. We're friends. And friends stick together, right?"

He sighed and rolled his eyes, but he didn't push you away.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just don't get in my way, okay?"

You winked and gave him a thumbs up.

"Got it. I won't get in your way. I'll just be right behind you, cheering you on."

He smirked and nudged you back.

"That's more like it. Now let's go and show them what I’m made of."

You rolled your eyes and followed him as he quickened his pace and walked slightly ahead of you so that you couldn’t see the red that crept onto his face.

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The two of you conversed with each other as you entered the gates of UA, slightly getting to know each other better as they both thought the same thing in their heads.

"I guess being friends with her/him isn't so bad after all...."

As the two of you walked on, students around started to whisper among themselves and their friends/classmates.

"Isn't he from the sludge villain incident?"

"Who's that walking next to him, his girlfriend?"

"Nah, I heard from a friend of mine that goes to their middle school, they're apparent rivals of some sorts...."

The whispers went on and on as the two teens walked on, that is until Y/n got a rough nudge from Bakugo as he looked over to someone else in the crowd.

Midoriya.

Bakugo guided the two of you towards his direction as he "accidentally" bumped into the poor boy as he stopped his muttering and looked at Bakugo.

"K-Kacchan! I-"

Before he could finish his sentence, he looked at you with confusion and slight betrayal in his eyes.

"Y-Y/n?"

Smiling tensely, you looked between the boy standing in front of you and beside you.

"How's it going Izuku? It's good to see you-"

"Why are you with him?"

Confusion came across your face as you looked at the green haired boy, was he mad?

In his mind, he was slightly hurt that you had walked with Bakugo instead of him, even though he couldn’t walk with you to begin with, but he couldn’t help feeling those emotions.

“Why do feelings have to be so complicated?”

"I was just walking with him over here for the exams, you know, since you were busy with something."

"R-right, sorry."

"No, it's alright Izuku, don't worry about it!"

Bakugo tsked as he looked at the two of you, slight disgust written on his face.

"Eh, you guys are weak, I'm going to go and ace this test. Unlike you two."

Bakugo walked off, leaving the two of you alone.

Looking at Midoriya, you smile as he smiles back and you both continue on your walk.

You felt a wave of relief wash over you as Bakugo left. You didn't like how he treated Midoriya. You hoped that he wouldn't bother you again during the exam.

You turned your attention to Midoriya, who was still looking at you with a mix of curiosity and admiration. You wondered what he was thinking, and if he still felt the same way about you as he did before.

You decided to break the silence and start a conversation.

"So, Izuku, are you excited for the exam?"

He nodded and smiled.

"Yeah, I am. I've been studying and training hard for this. I want to prove myself and become a hero. Just like All Might."

You smiled back and nodded.

"I know, Izuku. You’ll do amazing, I'm sure. Even without a quirk"

He blushed and looked away while laughing awkwardly.

“Y-yea, right. Without a quirk….”

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“WELLLLLLCOME!!!!!! EVERYONE SAY ‘HEY!’”

Everyone in the huge room was silent.

“Damn, I feel bad for the man.”

Is all you thought as Present Mic silently said a low ‘okay’.

“Anyways! I’m here to present to you the guidelines of your Entrance Exam!”

Besides you on your left sat Midoriya as he fanboyed over the pro hero (Present Mic) talking about the Entrance Exam as Bakugo sat to your right and rolled his eyes.

“Will you tell Deku to shut the fuck up? If you don’t, I’ll do it myself!”

Bakugo silently whispered (yelled) in your ear as you turned to face Midoriya.

“Izuku! Please be quiet or you’ll ask questions on what he had been saying later!”

“R-Right, sorry Y/n!”

Midoirya was now quiet as you all began to pay attention to the loud hero once more.

“After the presentation concludes, you’ll all head straight towards the location you have on the card that was given to you all earlier!”

Looking down at your card, you noticed that it had the letter ‘G’ while Midoriya had his location the same as it was in the Anime, along with Bakugo.

“They're separating us so that none of us from the same middle school can work together, uh. I was hoping to beat Deku’s ass.”

“H-HUH?!”

“Each site contains three types of faux villains, you will have to use your quirks to defeat them and earn the points that they may have! Obsoully based on the type of villain you defeat!”

“Excuse me! May I ask a question!”

Turning towards the direction of the voice, you see a dark blue haired boy with glasses standing up from his seat while holding the piece of paper on the information you would have to know about the practical exam.

Tenya Iida.

“Come to think of it, Midoriya didn’t run into Uraraka like he originally did….”

You got lost in your thoughts as Iida continued on with his little rant on the fourth faux villain, until he pointed towards the green haired boy behind you.

“And you! The one with curly hair next to the h/c girl! You’ve been muttering this whole time, it’s distracting! If you can’t take this exam seriously then leave!”

Midoirya muttered a small ‘sorry’ and shrank down into his seat as you patted his shoulder, telling him it was okay as Present Mic answered Iida’s question.

“Um, Nice catch, examine 7111! Although, unlike the rest of the faux villains that are worth one, two, or three points, that fourth one is worth zero points!”

The blue haired boy pushed his glasses backup and sat back down.

“Thank you for clearing up that information! I apologize for not reading the handout thoroughly enough!”

Present Mic was seen having a few sweat drops from his forehead until he cleared his throat and began to talk once more.

“It’s alright! That villain is kinda like a security guard of sorts! But instead of giving you points to defeat it, it’s just a barrier trying to waste your time, so I would just ignore it and continue on my way if I were you!”

He clapped his hands together as he was concluding the presentation.

“Now, go break a leg out there everyone!”

“PLUS ULTA!”

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Standing outside of a fake city labeled G, you felt a surge of adrenaline and anxiety.

You could see the tall buildings, the narrow streets, and the hidden traps that awaited you.

“Breathe in, breathe out…” you whispered to yourself, trying to calm your racing heart.

You scanned the crowd of other participants, hoping to spot a friendly face, but you recognized no one.

You were alone in this challenge.

Sighing, you headed closer to the massive gates of the city and continued to control your breathing.

“Alright, Y/n, you got this. The minute he says to start, run as fast as you can.” You repeat your mantra in your mind, psyching yourself up for the task ahead.

“Breathe in, breathe out, in, out, in, out…” You heard a loud voice booming from the speakers.

“BEGIN!!!”

You didn’t hesitate.

You sprinted towards the now open gates as the rest of the crowd stood there, stunned and confused. You ignored what Present Mic was saying, something about following your example or whatever.

Upon entering the city, you closed your eyes as you focused on using your quirk to turn small and the all too familiar hornet wings sprouted from your back. You soared into the air, searching for the robots.

You were determined to prove yourself in this exam.

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Same time, different location….

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In a spacious room, several UA teachers were watching the students on multiple screens, each showing a different part of the entrance exam.

They were commenting on the performance of the applicants, especially the ones who stood out from the crowd.

“Well, that was unexpected.” A man with long, black hair said as he saw the all too familiar girl with wings fly over the city, dodging the robots that tried to shoot her down as she was the one to take them down.

“Ooh, how daring. She must have a lot of confidence in her abilities. I wonder what else she can do with those wings.” A woman with a revealing costume said, admiring the girl’s boldness.

“Indeed, she seemed to have shown great initiative and courage. She also wasted no time in entering the city and activating her Quirk, what’s her name anyways?”

A man in a cowboy getup asked as he leaned over to a white mouse in a suit, who was operating a computer.

“L/n Y/n is the name and her quirk seems to be called Hornet! I suspect it’s a mutation type of quirk.” The mouse said, pulling up a separate screen with Y/n’s information.

“She can transform into a human-sized hornet or shrink to the size of a regular insect.”

“She’s smart, too. She knows that flying gives her an advantage over the ground-based robots. She can scout the area and avoid detection, especially because of how small she was able to turn herself.”

A man who was literally concret said a serious expression on his face as he analyzed the girl’s strategy.

“Hmm, yes, very impressive. But she should also be careful. It says that she has had a recent injury a couple months back, could ruin any plan she has in mind if she injures it again.”

A man with wild, blond hair and a gentle smile said, expressing his concern.

“Hey, hey, hey! Don’t be so negative! Let’s cheer for our students! Go, Y/n, go! You’re the best! You’re the coolest! You’re the-”

A man with tall, blond hair and sunglasses shouted, waving his arms.

“Enough, Present Mic. You’re giving me a headache. And you’re supposed to be impartial. You’re the announcer, not a fanboy.”

The man with messy, black hair and a tired look said, rubbing his temples.

“Aw, come on, Eraser Head. Don’t be such a killjoy. Let me have some fun! Besides, didn’t you tell me you knew her or something? You should be cheering for her as well! I bet that Y/n girl is gonna be in the top 5!” Present Mic said, challenging his colleague.

“Oh? I bet she’ll get a place between 10 and 20.” The R-rated hero said, accepting the bet.

“Look, there’s one of the robots. It’s about to fire at her.”

The skinny looking man said, otherwise known as All Might (in his weak form) said, pointing at the screen.

“Let’s see if she has a plan in mind or is just as reckless as one of us in this room.”

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A/n:

Welp, Y/n is friends with Bakugo......Right?

And of course, Yn is totally not interfering with the cannon events and changing them without knowing herself......Right?

Anyways, you got the chapter and I hope you guys enjoyed it!

Have a good rest of your day! :)

#dabi #fanfic #bakugo katsuki #hitoshi shinsou #all might #all for one #mha #for you #mha fanfiction #mha x reader

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aromantic-waffles · 5 months

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Why.. why is mhaxreader posts on my dash??????

#like i know one of my mutuals(?) likes it but im pretty sure shes not liking/rb these posts #so where rhe hell did these come from????#oversharing in the waffle house

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devieuls · 1 year

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Where’s your mind?

Keigo Takami x Fem Reader ¡ angst/fluff !

Warnings : fluff/angst story, toxic love, words inherent in death, reader and Hawks suffering, swear words.

Synopsis : you have just been left by your boyfriend for another girl, your heart is broken as you run away from what was your home to end up in a corner of the city to suffer in silence, hidden from prying eyes, not knowing that someone would find you by chance...

Length : 2k+

Part: 1/2(?)

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You didn’t know how you found yourself crying in a seedy corner of a remote street in the city center, you didn’t really understand how you got there. Perhaps the tears had dazzled your eyes to the point of not understanding where to go to stop you.

Your chest was so sore you could barely breathe properly; your heart was pounding, you almost thought you were having a heart attack as the rain wiped your tears from your face. You held your sweatshirt close to your heart as you tried with all your strength to stifle the sobbing and the small desperate cries that came out from the neurosis of crying.

Why? Why me? What did I do wrong? It’s my fault... I’m so stupid.

Words like that sounded in your head.

You felt like a total moron asking questions like that while your now-ex-boyfriend is definitely staying with the other woman. He had left you after four years of relationship, four years where you had given every part of yourself; your heart, your love, your body, the attentions, the affection... all of yourself. You were torn apart in a relationship with a Leech who sucked your life from your lips. Four years where you accepted his screams, his outbursts, his insults, his violence, contempt and disinterest.

By now you were a doll with which he used to vent his cravings sometimes, until he got tired of you and found a new toy to have fun with.

He didn’t need you anymore, and your efforts to look as beautiful as the first day were in vain. You had started putting on a lot of makeup, going to spas, hairdressers and shopping more often, but nothing had worked.

He didn’t look at you, he didn’t love you for a long time now, just enduring and cold.

Stupid.. STUPID. STUPID! You used to say to yourself while you were hitting your head with your hands, like to drive away the idea of him and everything you did for his sake. You were hoping to be sucked in by those cold walls and the concrete, totally disappear off the face of the earth, never to be found again.

You were now crouching, letting the rain swallow you, as memories of you resurfaced in your mind, wounding you more than the situation itself was. You were hating yourself so much, finding yourself sobbing as pathetic as you seem to be on the ground like a homeless, and crying like a baby.

You didn’t even hear footsteps approaching you, much less the presence of someone who had stopped in front of you, if it wasn’t for a voice that had just come to your ears you definitely wouldn’t have given it any attention.

< Hey... All right? Can I help? > A soft, low, worried voice hit your ears, taking you away from your thoughts.

You looked up slightly, as if to look at the person who had stopped for you and you hardly recognized him. Maybe the last person you expected to see in a situation like this was Keigo, your best friend. He usually didn’t come out in the night rain, he didn’t particularly like to get soaked when he came home, so it was strange to see him standing in front of you.

Your eyes swollen with tears, face plump, hair ruffled and disheveled, surely you were not a beautiful sight.

His wing was already above you, acting as an umbrella to keep you from getting wetter, and then offering his hand to stand, remaining silent and looking at you with concern.

< Who did this to you, my angel? > he said when he found you standing in front of him, still sobbing and shaking. He took a strand of hair behind your ear, caressing your cold cheek with extreme delicacy, wiping away some of the tears falling from your eyes

< I-I am such a fool.. > you answered between sobs to the other, and then hugged the boy, hiding your face on his chest, letting him caress your hair.

< No, you’re not, my sweet angel. Let’s go home, you’re soaking and shaking, you’ll get sick if we’re still out here. >

you begged in the sobs on his chest. He sighed and began to doubt to why you were in those conditions.

< All right, princess. Let’s go to my house, okay? > he said, getting a motion of approval from your head and then took off his waterproof jacket and gave it to you, carrying you to his house in his arms, covering you with his wing and letting the rain wet him.

You didn’t know this, but that boy was madly in love with you since kindergarten, where he first met you and found you beautiful. He never dared to go beyond friendship with you, he respected you too much to be so selfish as to ruin a good friendship for "his stupid feelings".

He had never made you miss anything and treated you like a Queen, never once he had discredited you or raised his voice, always remaining genuinely enchanted by you, remembering how fantastic you were. He never hid his admiration for you, always giving you compliments and sweet nicknames.

But you couldn’t see, you couldn’t see how much love you could get from someone like him.

How could you not notice his loving gaze? How did his heart accelerate against your ear when you hugged him? When he blushes slightly to see you smiling carefree and babbling about your day. How he enjoyed your perfume those times you fell asleep in his bed after a movie. His smiles at seeing you with his baggy clothes on, finding you pretty damn pretty. How he looked after you and defended you from everyone.

No, you didn’t understand, you never would have understood... But he accepted it, he only needed to see you happy... even if this happiness was due to someone else.

Once you arrived at his house he made you sit on the sofa and fetched towels to dry you, even though there was little left to dry since you were completely soaked in water. Nevertheless, you wiped your face and covered yourself with the soft towel that was full of his perfume. Keigo was gently drying your hair while your forehead was resting on his shoulder.

< You want to talk about it? What happened? I-I know it’s none of my business, but I’m worried about seeing you like this... > he started, with his usual calm and sweet voice, that made you feel so... calm.

< He left me, Keigo. And it’s all my fault, I’m such an idiot! Pathetic and insignificant... > exclaimed in tears. It hurt you to say you were left, but you couldn’t understand the pain you caused in him when you addressed such offenses to yourself.

Keigo stopped drying your hair and pulled you from your chin, making you raise your head until your eyes crossed. With his free hand he took off some locks of hair that covered your face and gave you a comforting smile.

< My angel, you are neither pathetic nor insignificant. You don’t know what a wonderful person that asshole left behind. You’re perfect and he doesn’t deserve your tears, mhm? > he said, stroking your wet cheek.

< Y-you’re just saying that b-because we’re friends... you don’t know h-how it feels to be broken up... it hurts, Keigo. It h-hurts so much, please make it stop... please... make it stop> Your voice was broken and pleading, you wanted so much to stop suffering, rip your heart out and throw it into a ravine, but you couldn’t. You were in tears again, feeling so insecure about yourself, horrible.

Keigo remained silent, his gaze became saddened and instinctively embraced you, caressing your back with extreme delicacy.

< I too... suffered for love, you know? she was so unreachable... you don’t know how many times I found myself like you. I was suffering like a dog, Hoping that one day she would reciprocate my feelings... but it never happened. But I’m here, I’m fine and I’m moving on. > said whispering. < it’s normal suffer for this, a sweetheart like you could not do the opposite. But it will pass, I promise you. It will not hurt so much > continued as he held you to his chest.

< Who’s the d-dumb ass who didn’t realize what a w-wonderful boy she lost? > you asked to change the subject and not think about your ex anymore.

The boy smiled sadly and looked at you. How could he tell you that you were the fool?

He sighed slightly and stroked your wet hair.

< No one you know... but never mind, it was just an example to make you understand that all is not lost, my angel. > he said.

< Why doesn’t he love me...? I did everything for him, Keigo, I-I swear. Everything... but-but for him I was never enough... Never pretty enough, never attractive enough, never good enough. Why am I not like her? She’s so beautiful, beautiful eyes, wonderful body, sweet voice, handsome hair, she dresses like a model.... she’s perfect, so perfect. So much better than me... > you looked down sobbing, feeling a total mistake you concluded by letting yet another tear twist your face.

You pulled your hair slightly and scratched your head slightly. Keigo took your hand to stop you from hurting yourself, holding it firmly and taking your other hand.

He felt a stab in the heart for every tear you shed, every bitter word to yourself. He would have wanted to give you his eyes to see how magnificent you were

< Y/n, that’s enough. You’re beautiful, the most beautiful woman in the world! You’re smart, beautiful, funny. You have these eyes... these beautiful eyes that are just so... and this hair, wow. And that wonderful smile... ahhh... Your voice so sweet that it could melt even the coldest heart, your wonderful personality, your...> he stopped for a second when your shiny eyes met his < Fuck. You’re just so... beautiful, my angel. Why don’t you realize you’re perfect just the way you are? Any sane guy would want to be with a woman like you. > he said blushing immediately after, realizing too late the words he had told you.

You didn’t expect such a confession from him and you were speechless, you didn’t really know how to answer and you blushed with a dry face.

After a few minutes of silence, you began to speak again in a trembling tone.

< Oh god, you must think I’m a crybaby... I’m so sorry to Ruin your night with my problems... I’m such a fucking mess > you said changing the subject and pulling your hands away from his grip. Your faces still red for the previous conversation

. pinched your cheek and made you smile slightly. < Exactly what I wanted to see. Smile, princess, 'cuz there is nothing more beautiful than you. God, I would kill that bastard who took this wonderful smile from your lips. > he concluded, making you blush again.

< Thank y-you Keigo, you are a wonderful best friend > you answered, not knowing that you had just thrown yet another arrow at his heart, hurting him with that "friend". He smiles slightly, suppressing the pain that was being born in him.

< Anything for you, you know. > The blond ruffled your hair. < Are you hungry? > he asked after a few minutes.

You nodded slightly and he retrieved an envelope with fried chicken inside, offering you half, which you accepted with great pleasure.

< He w-wouldn’t let me eat fried chicken... he said I’d get fat. > you laughed sadly.

< That’s because he’s an asshole. You’re beautiful and you can eat whatever you want. > He sighed back. he always hated that guy who treated you like a trophy to be displayed and to vent his sexual cravings.

< How sweet... i-is really good this chicken > you concluded while you pulled up with your nose, giving more bites to fried chicken.

Keigo looked at you lost in your movements, smiling at your ways, finding you so genuinely beautiful. Yet another look in love crashing into you that you didn’t notice, it was almost frustrating for him.

Because you didn’t see him, he was there, in front of you, madly in love despite everything. You could have been so happy, the solution to the pain you were in because of your ex.

< You’re special, Keigo... no one could stand me as long as you. That’s why no one will ever love me, I’m such a bore. > You said turning towards him, making your noses collide.

he said blowing words on your lips, making you wince. < ...and only a fool wouldn’t fall in love with you, you’re perfect. >

He once again carried a lock of hair behind your ear, always staying close to you. You didn’t really understand what he was doing, and neither was he, lost in your eyes as he did it, almost hypnotized. Meanwhile the air between you two became more and more dense and tense, breathing each other.

< Keigo... what are you... > you said in a low voice and then looked at his lips so close to yours. You didn’t know why but you approached him, remaining for a breath distant. You looked back into his and laid a hand on his cheek, taking the blond boy back from his hypnosis.

He walked away from you and sighed heavily, red in his face and evidently embarrassed. He took his hands in his hair, ruffling them and then looking down < I... sorry, I’m such a fool. Forgive me y/n, I don’t know what I was th- > you stopped him approaching him again, took his face in your hands gently, and then laid a sweet kiss on his lips.

He was surprised, staring out his eyes and standing still, then kissing back, letting go for once. His heart was pounding as he hugged your hips with a delicacy foreign to you, you were accustomed to rough strokes from your ex, but he kept well away from your ass, limiting himself to caress your hips.

The kiss got wetter because of you and he had to break away from you. You weren’t clearly in your right mind and he didn’t want to take advantage of your moment of weakness to get something out of you. He wasn’t that guy, and he couldn’t do this to you, not after so long that he kept it all inside himself so he wouldn’t ruin anything.

< We shouldn’t... You’re not yourself, you just broke up and surely this is not something you would do with a clear mind. I can’t take advantage of you like this... > he sighed, his heart still racing.

Your eyes were lost and you couldn’t tell if it was a gesture of kindness or rejection. < I-I'm so sorry... sorry.... I shouldn’t have kissed you, I’m so embarrassed, God. Forgive me... I- > You said away from him, red on your face.

< No, it’s all right, you’re not yourself, I understand. > he said kindly

< I-I should go now, it’s getting late. > you answered and then you got up and left the towel on the couch.

< It’s pouring, please, stay. > he said taking you from the wrist, holding you there.

< It doesn’t matter... really. > you didn’t look at him, turning your back to hide your embarrassment.

< Really, stay, nothing bad happened... if you go out you’ll get cold, you better take a shower > he proposed < At least take off your wet clothes, please. > He went on with a delicate tone and managed to convince you.

You ran away from his grip, without saying anything, and you went to the bathroom to wash yourself, leaving him alone in the living room.

Keigo scratched the back of his head and re-curled his hair, calling himself mentally stupid. He felt a profiteer on the one hand, for continuing your kiss and allowing you to start something wetter; but on the other hand he thought about how soft your lips were, on the good cherry flavor they had and the way they looked for his with such impatience.

He didn’t know what to think.

Now if on the one hand you were suffering from your recent breakup, on the other hand you were confused about your true feelings for your best friend, on the other hand you always liked Keigo, he had always treated you well, but as a friend ? You couldn’t have feelings for your childhood best friend. You were just friends... just friends... just... friends?

Friends don’t kiss, do they? Not even when one of them is emotionally unstable... right? Maybe it was just a mistake of the moment. His lips were so close to yours... so inviting and soft. It wasn’t so wrong, just a fleeting mistake, it wouldn’t have happened a second time...

...but maybe a third and a fourth yes, who could know?

Maybe you were confused by the situation or you were starting to see that guy with other eyes, because you liked that kiss more than you should have.

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This time I leave you with something different, an angst a little fluff.

I’ll probably make it two parts to make it more sad and painful for you and poor Hawks, but I’m not entirely sure.

See you next time!

- Mel

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lenadoesstuff · 1 year

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One at a time(mhaxreader) - Welcome <3

A person that has everything they could ever wish for. A happy family, great friends, an awesome school. They are pushing the career they always dreamt about. But, life is life, nothing is perfect. Some things will collapse, while past problems will resurface. That's alright though, life isn't supposed to be perfect. That's why it's worth to live.

Author's Note: Basically, your average mha y/n story, but I make it more bearable. Cause y/n is non binary and gay af, they also happen to have common sense. I will not be giving a description of them, unless I'm asked to do so. I will however give them a myself quirk(it would make more sense to me), but I'm open to changing it, if y'all can agree on one to change it to.

Also, before I go, don't expect a lot of updates from me. I'll probably leave this after a few chapters tbh.

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maddenleftchat · 2 years

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Yandere Momo headcanons?

Triggers: mention of manipulation, mention of possessive behaviors, toxic relationship, unhealthy relationships, mention of being kidnapped, mention of being sold/bought off, mention of unwanted affection, and yandere like behaviors. Please be careful when reading.

Enjoy.

Momo

Momo is an...odd case.

Momo is a possessive and manipulative yandere.

And if you thought she was delusional, you'd be dead wrong.

She knows what she is doing, and she knows it is wrong.

So don't be fooled dear reader.

Momo will not be easy to avoid either.

Why?

Because she's rich, and an "innocent" teenage girl.

Momo will likely just buy you from your family.

But you might be thinking: Buy me?! Yeah right! My family would never sell me out!

And to that I say, you are the foolish one here reader.

When the temptations of money and fame are placed in front of mankind.

Man tends to do anything, give anything, and kill anything to get those desires.

So don't be surprised if you do end up being bought.

BUT!

To keep your little mind from racing, let's say your parents don't sell you.

Then what?

Well, her parents are in the business world, and the business world is full of underground work.

So, it's not surprising if she asks her mommy to hire a few friends to gently retrieve her favorite possession, you.

So, now that you have been kidnapped, what should you expect?

Being trapped in a basement?

being treated like trash?

Torture?

Well, no.

Quite the opposite actually.

The moment you awaken from your slumber, you will be treated like royalty.

The moment you wake up in the silk sheets, and look around the room.

You will notice how advanced it is.

The room will be filled with expensive furniture and the latest technology.

There will also be a servant right at your bedside.

They will greet you with a smile and wish you good morning.

Then offer you breakfast.

After you have eaten the entire feast that was your breakfast, you will be taken to the closet.

Now, you might expect it to be filled with desire.

Well you'd be right and wrong.

Depending on your preference of clothing, that will fill half the closet.

And then the other half will be filled with designer dresses, suits, shoes, and bags.

You will then be left alone to get dressed, I wouldn't try to escape, or you'll lose the privilege of getting dressed by yourself.

And once you are done getting dressed, you'll get to see your kidnaper.

The one and only Momo, and she will sweep you up into her arms.

From there, you'll get a tour of the house and the day's activities will begin.

Momo's behavior will consist of:

Constantly touching you, somewhere.

It doesn't matter where, she just wants to hold you.

She doesn't care if you like it or not.

Of course she won't smoother you, but you'll have to at least hold hands with her.

Momo won't keep you locked away from the outside world.

As a matter of fact you can go outside without her!

But….(of course there is a but, it couldn't be too good).

You will always be accompanied by at least 3 bodyguards.

Hell, go to the mall and treat yourself, love!

She'll encourage you to go outside.

Unlike other yanderes, she prefers that you keep your sanity.

Momo makes you eat dinner with her.

Since she can't eat breakfast with you because she has already left for UA by the time you wake up.

And she's at school for lunch.

And during dinner she likes to talk about her day to you, and please do tell her about your day.

After dinner you two will either read together, or watch a movie/show together.

In short: she's not the WORST, but of course...she does have her unhealthy habits...

Word count: 608

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Thanks for reading.

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bakubub · 3 years

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Best friend rigs the Secret Santa for Bakugo and yourself to get one another...

A/N: Hi everyone!! Here is an earlier than expected part 3 of this random Pinterest prompt (find part 1 HERE and part 2 HERE). Ended differently than I expected, and even includes a snippet of Mina's POV. Enjoy <33

Warnings: Some low level swearing, SFW, very miniscule amount of reader flinching from Bakugo's overall aggressiveness, and accidental pain infliction from Bakugo onto reader.

Word Count: 2.7k (I really do not know so don't ask how)

Stupidity isn't typically one of my traits.

In fact, when watching sappy romance films with my friends, I'm often the first to call out the evident stupidity of the main character for not being able to tell that the love interest CLEARLY likes them back. Now, staring at the ceiling of my dorm, I wonder if I am that main character, or if I'm just an incredibly self-centered person for even thinking this could be a possibility.

Bakugo... Liking me back?!

It genuinely seems way too good to be true.

But why else would he be looking at me like that?

I sigh as I unlock my phone yet again and psycho analyse the photo Mina took earlier this evening. Eyes flickering to the screen, I realise that it was taken 7 hours ago, and yet I am still here, lying on my bed, thinking about all the possible reasons why he could have been looking at me in the exact way I've caught myself looking at him.

Maybe he saw the reflection of someone else, whom he actually likes, in my eyes?

Is that even possible?

Mina, Kaminari, Kirishima, Hagakure, Shoji were all there too...

Getting up from my bed and chucking on a long hoodie over my pyjamas, I stuff my feet into slides I use for around the dorms and make my way downstairs.

Maybe he likes Mina, and gets all weird around me because in one way or another I'm always next to her.

Or maybe he likes Kirishima. Isn't he like the only person in our class he kind of tolerates? Now that I think about it, they would make an awfully cute couple, what with the whole friends to lovers trope-

"Move it, dumbass," Bakugo's rough voice jolts me out of my thoughts. Quickly registering that I almost bumped into him, I mutter a quick apology and flush red before walking around him and to go dig through the kitchen cupboards for some sort of comfort snack.

What are the chances that on the one night I can't bear to see him, he comes out of nowhere? And I'm in my embarrassing pajamas- the long straight leg pants with little fairies and unicorns all over them! Shouldn't he be asleep anyway?! It's nearing 2 in the morning...

"Why the hell are you awake?" His voice causes me to jump, once again jolting out of my thoughts.

"Why are you awake? Don't you go to bed at like 8?" I ask, refusing to take my head out of the cupboard to look at him.

"Couldn't sleep," he mutters, his voice seeming to have come closer.

I peek out of the cupboard, only to see him staring at the floor with a blush on his face.

Why, why, WHY is he blushing again?!

I calm my breathing in a feeble attempt to slow the erratic beating of my heart as I open another cupboard, standing up on my tiptoes to see. Zoning in on a box of crackers on the very highest shelf. I begin to climb in order to reach it, before seeing a hand reach over my head to grab them.

I lower my knee off the bottom shelf as I register Bakugo's body and the heat he radiates as he stands right behind me, his exposed muscles flexing right next to my face as he reaches for the box. The familiar scent of burnt sugar fills my senses as he looks down at me for the second time tonight, before proceeding to step away, taking his delicious scent and my delicious snack with him.

"I- Hey! Those are mine!" I say, watching him open the packet and chuck one of them in his mouth.

Without even looking at me, he walks out of the kitchen, going to sit in the common room.

Huffing, I follow him, planning to snatch the box out of his hands and make a run for it. As I near him, he abruptly turns around, his energy immediately changing from easygoing to agitated, grabbing my wrist and coming incredibly close to my face.

"What are you doing?" I ask, slightly breathless, looking anywhere other than his lips.

"If you want the crackers, then fight me for them," he demands, voice low and laced with venom. My eyes flicker to look at his, and the sheer desperation I see throws me off a little. "Fight me, and then we'll both know that I'm stronger," he says, his hand holding my wrist tighter.

"Right now? Everyone is sleeping. What brought this on, anyway? We already know that currently, you're physically stronger," I state, narrowing my eyes at him. His physical test scores were higher than mine, though the same cannot be said for the written exam scores.

"I know that, dumbass! But somehow, every time I'm around you, I feel weak. My heart rate speeds up as if I've run one too many laps, my hands sweat more than usual, my breathing becomes uneven, hell, I feel like this even when you're not around! What is this, some sort of weird side effect from your quirk? It gets stronger and stronger, day by day, and it won't stop! I'm not strong enough to make it stop, to get my body to stop reacting the way it does. So, right here, right now, I challenge you to one final fight. I win, and you stop doing whatever this is!" Panting, Bakugo looks at me with desperation and anger, his voice rising higher and higher as his grip on my wrist becomes tighter and tighter.

Blinking at him, I feel my face go hot, my ears burning as I feel as though my heart was going to beat itself out of my chest to smack some sense into him.

"ANSWER ME, DAMMIT!" He screams, causing me to flinch at the sudden sound.

I shake my head slowly, beginning to speak, "Bakugo, I... My quirk doesn't have that kind of side effect," I say, watching his reaction carefully.

"What do you mean it doesn't have that kind of side effect? HOW THE HELL DO YOU DESCRIBE THIS THEN, HUH?!" He yells again, gesturing aggressively at his chest with the box of crackers clutched tightly in his other hand.

"Bakugo, let- let go of my wrist." I say, the pain of his tight grip having escalated.

Silent for once, he lets go, backing away to sit on the couch we had fallen asleep on last time we were here together.

"Bakugo, I'm not saying you do, but you're- you're describing-" I gulp. How the hell am I supposed to tell him that he's describing exactly how I feel when I'm around him? Feeling hot tears collect in my eyes from the complete and utter frustration I feel, I blink them away, refusing to cry in front of someone who values strength above all else.

"I...Um," My voice shakes as I look down, rubbing my hands over my face, "I don't know. Maybe you're just overworking yourself..?" I suggest weakly, looking at him cautiously.

Staring intently at the floor, Bakugo silently stands up, leaving without a word.

Releasing a shuddering breath I didn't know I was holding, collapsed onto the couch he just vacated, finally letting the tears fall.

He likes me back, but he won't even acknowledge it.

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"Next period Midnight will go over this in more detail..." Aizawa continues, his voice lulling me to sleep, my head nestled on the nest my folded arms create on my desk. Nodding off into dreamland, I'm jolted awake when something hits my back.

Turning around with half lidded eyes, I look to see Kirishima pointing to the floor, where a scrunched paper lay.

I pick it up, opening it under the table inconspicuously, and read his message,

What happened to you and Bakubro? You both look dead

I raised my eyebrows at his perceptiveness, glancing toward Bakugo, who looked like he was struggling to stay awake, with dark circles and bags under his eyes. I quickly look back down at my table when I see his eyes flicker towards me.

That was close.

I sigh, writing that I had no idea why Bakugo was tired but that I couldn't get much sleep last night, and threw it back to Kirishima when Aizawa turned around.

Sighing once more, I pick up my pen and lazily flick it again and again, watching the hypnotising way it circled around my thumb and came back to rest between my fingers.

Maybe I should tell Kirishima about what happened, if only so he can break it to Bakugo that he apparently has a crush on me, but it seems a little... Intrusive and rude to just tell someone else about his personal problems.

Then again, I don't know how else to help him... Unless I tell him myself. Mina is a massive advocate for this option, but I just can't tell him face to face.

Maybe I should message him about it?

Wanting to scream on the top of my lungs out of frustration, I gather my things after Aizawa finally dismisses us and go out for lunch with Mina. Having already filled her in first thing this morning, she just patted my back and entwined her arm with mine as we walked towards the cafeteria.

"So, hate to ask this question when you're in such a shitty mood, but have you decided what to get him yet?" Mina asks, looking at me sympathetically.

"Nope. I haven't even thought about it since you last asked." Grabbing our food and sitting down, we continued chatting about what she was getting Kirishima.

"I'm thinking of getting him a headband to wear while working out to mop up his sweat and stuff but I'm still not sure," she answers, lowering her voice as the boys approach.

"Hey girls," Kaminari says, sitting right next to me.

"Hi boys," Mina answers, swiping a chip from Kirishima's tray.

I look up to see Bakugo looking conflicted about sitting down, and look away, not wanting him to feel uncomfortable because of me.

"Whatcha doin' Kacchan of the Bakugos? Sit down!" Kaminari calls out, patting the seat in between us.

"Yeah Bakubro, what are you waiting for?" Kirishima adds.

Sighing heavily, he reluctantly sits, facing away from me.

Hyper focusing on my food, and zoned out of the conversation, I eat about half of it before my eyelids get heavy once more. Leaning slightly on Mina, I fall asleep, hoping to catch a quick power nap.

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Mina's POV

I look down at my best friend, eyebrows scrunched and her eyelids fluttering slightly as she falls asleep. The eyebags under her eyes are bigger than usual, and her dark circles are only getting worse as the day goes on. Looking over at Bakugo, I catch him glancing at her, a, dare I say, worried expression on his face, and I get a wicked idea.

Mina Ashido, you absolute legend.

I gently lifted her off me, and rested her against Bakugo, who turned back towards Kaminari for some absurd reason.

I watch him stiffen as he feels her weight on his arm, and then literally witness him adjust her so she's comfortable.

MY HEART-

I quickly take out my phone when he turns back around, acting annoyed to the boys but when he looks at her, the soft look that shines through his eyes is unmistakable.

Snapping a few photos of them, this time my phone on mute, I can't stop smiling as he checks on her every few minutes to make sure she's still comfortable.

This blind, blind boy.

I'm so excited to see what he's going to get her for Secret Santa.

It better be worth my efforts to rig that stupid name drawing.

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Christmas morning, back to your POV

Fidgeting with the red bow of the present I diligently wrapped, a smile comes onto my face as Mina nears me in her red Christmas get-up.

"MERRY CHRISTMAS BESTIEEEE!!!" She screeches, running towards me with her arms held out. I laugh as I get up, running to meet her half way.

This was the 5th time today that we wished one another a merry Christmas. Now, at the Christmas party we all arranged, it only makes sense to say it again.

"MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU TOO, MINA!" I squeal, hugging her tight.

"Is that the gift~" She asks suggestively, wiggling her eyebrows. I nod in response. Since the freak sleeping incident (what is it with me and sleeping incidents?!) in the cafeteria, I made a conscious effort to avoid Bakugo for the rest of the week, which wasn't difficult since it seemed he was doing the same.

Mina made it clear that she didn't approve, but it was just too awkward.

Especially when sitting with the whole group at lunch, I couldn't just pretend he hadn't confessed his attraction to me, however oblivious he may be.

And now, today, I had to give him his gift.

That damned gift.

"C'mon!" She exclaims, before rushing to wish our other classmates a merry Christmas. Smiling slightly, I do the same, hugging everybody and eventually all gathering to exchange gifts.

I take a deep breath, as I approach Bakugo, who has no Christmas apparel on whatsoever, and hold out the wrapped gift to him. He looks at me with a stubbornly expressionless face, before handing me the present he held in his own hand.

Furrowing my eyebrows, I take it, astonished that we had somehow gotten each other. I turn my head to see Mina staring at us with the most giddy expression, watch her wink at me and immediately know exactly what happened.

She rigged the Secret Santa and didn't tell me.

Glancing at the blond boy in front of me from the corner of my eye, I see him tear open the packaging to reveal my gift. I see a flicker of confusion in his features as he realises what I got him.

I got him two books. One was a recipe book for the spiciest dishes around the world, and the other was 'Having a Crush for Dummies'.

Putting my hand over my mouth to hide my laughter, I watch his eyes widen as he looks around to make sure no one saw, stuffing the second book back into its packaging, and proceeded to look like a confused puppy. In the midst of his confusion, Mina takes advantage and plops a red Santa hat on his head with a little red explosion instead of a white fluff on the end.

He looks up at me through his hair which was now hanging low over his face because of the Santa hat, and stares at me in complete and utter shock.

How cute.

Without thinking, I take out my phone and snap a photo of him, which seems to jolt him out of his state.

Laughing, and definitely not ready to face him after two consecutive incredibly bold moves, I literally run away, losing him in the midst of all of our gift exchanging classmates.

Out of breath and panting, I sit down to finally open my gift, to find a new novelty Christmas mug packed snugly inside the box.

It was the bottom half of a green elf, with feet underneath that the mug stands on, encased in red Christmas shoes with pointed up toes and a little bell on each foot. The actual mug is striped white and green with 3 gold bells lined at the front, and a small red collar painted on the rim.

Unable to keep my grin off my face, I look up to see Bakugo watching my reaction to his gift.

Hesitating for a second, I damn it all to hell and get up, wrapping my arms around his neck. I feel him immediately stiffen but lean into the hug a little, though still not lifting his arms to hug me back.

"Thank you for the gift. I love it," I say, backing away and giving him back his personal space.

Flushing tomato red, he scratches the back of his neck, "tch, of course you do. I picked it," he states, before turning around and walking towards our friends.

I smile behind him, sporting a little bit of a blush of my own.

"Oi, dumbass, are you just going to stand there all night?" He yells, turning his head slightly to look back at me.

Laughing, I jog to catch up, and we make our way over to Kirishima and Mina, whom were also exchanging gifts.

At least he knows that he likes me now.

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A/N: Thank you so much for reading!!

Notes, interactions and reblogs are highly appreciated <3

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